[ Sanji. This is pretty gay, roll with it. Embrace it. It’s a bonding moment.
Yusuke dutifully picks up his utensils again and resumes eating - it’s not like he was avoiding doing so on purpose. It’s too good not to eat, after all. ]
I’m not, I’m not. I forget to eat, not forget to eat food that’s been put in front of me.
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[ It doesn't have the right accent, but it could be far, far worse. ]
It's a nice word.
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Gently knocking his foot into the side of Yusuke's, voice resuming its usual deadpan]
Oi, don't skimp out on the meal.
[He will hogtie him to the chair if he's gotta]
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Yusuke dutifully picks up his utensils again and resumes eating - it’s not like he was avoiding doing so on purpose. It’s too good not to eat, after all. ]
I’m not, I’m not. I forget to eat, not forget to eat food that’s been put in front of me.